Show me the King! What tomb he in?!
It’s so many foes that wanna do me in!
‘Heard the street came across a beat, and ain’t
find no heat. So they flew me in!
‘Clip cock to the head bop!
Fuck around, get a red dot!
Y’all don’t hear me, can’t get near me. I’ll
Flex a drop at a dead stop! an it’s
nuff O’s I’m countin’! It’s like I
went and turned on a fountain! ‘Cause it
Rain hard when the Rap God step
down off that mountain! And put the
Three-Peat on Repeat! Get it
wavy now like Fleet week! Mic
Crisis! I’m “Isis”! I’m
aimin’ at ya widda Heat Seek! Go
tell’em ’bout it!

Verse 2
That
doe, man, I clock it! Ain’t no
small bills in my pocket! I
cash out, and then dash out and reach
mad far like a rocket! I’m
Kim Jong! I’m deadly! Don’t
try to get to friendly! Might
creep down yo’ street in that
back seat o’ that Bentley! I’m the
fog lights in the haziness!
Come through with the craziness!
Stay invisible to the Feds, man. The
way I roll be the Swayziest! Like
Chem-trail, I’m vapor! I’m
Bitcoin, no paper! I beat
deadlines! A make headlines say:
“WHO KILLED THAT CAPER?!” You al-
ready know!

Big clap, wit the nose cap!
Guaranteed to make toes tap!
Pay attention! This is Style Ascension to the
Next Dimension! You Knows that!
Some, they choose to just stay high.
I don’t know. I can’t say why, when the
Black Drones in the grey sky stay
self-aware off “A.I.”!
Water flowin’ that won’t ebb!
Ken Omega, it might be said, I’m the
next stage of the tech age, you can
find me on the world wide web!
Some gon’ hate. But that’s their pain! The
One I’m in ain’t the “care lane”! I
Bust it up, and then I jet back to the
beach house in the airplane! I’m
gone, baby!